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[themarsvolta]

i fall asleep with a book of free spirits lain on my chest, incense burning, and some jazz coming out of speakers across the room. it's real dim and the wind can be heard gloating through bushes and trees, knocking on different sides of the house. all in the nude, rapture blues. skin glowing from sexual healing, still pure. breasts form mountains

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[grieve_the_day]

hey, hows it going?

[themarsvolta]

i am a laughing taco machine